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gallantloyalty.bsky.social
gotta make her miss him more than that.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
as if there isn’t one directly in front of her.

ouch.
gatareigns.bsky.social
putting a mechanic on my christmas wishlist.
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gallantloyalty.bsky.social
a truer seductive sunday.

go big or go home.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
definitely not a bike.

he just might. especially because playing dumb is so. . . unbecoming.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
she knows exactly what other thing.

save a motorcycle, ride a. . .
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
a truer seductive sunday.

go big or go home.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
he’ll take her up on that.

and maybe the other thing, too.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
“depends how much i wanna get done,” he answers, shrugging the shoulder her head isn’t on.

“i want to at least finish up to this week. i can finish the rest tomorrow.”

and then he’s all hers.
gatareigns.bsky.social
“is it going to take long?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍she asks in a soft mumble, as he turns her head to rest her chin on his shoulder instead.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
which prompts a smile from the mechanic as he’s working at his desk, currently going over this month’s bookkeeping.

some on his laptop, some in his book in front of him.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
which prompts a smile from the mechanic as he’s working at his desk, currently going over this month’s bookkeeping.

some on his laptop, some in his book in front of him.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
“i never said ( i ) was going to,” finn winks, already reaching for the creamer himself. he bought that starbucks stuff, so he doesn’t need sugar, either.

brows lift at the next sentence, grinning as he passes over an empty mug.
gatareigns.bsky.social
“i cannot drink that straight.” she deadpans as she immediately grabs the sugar container and the creamer.

“don't be a tease.”
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
“or you could just, like, not put sugar in it,” he teases in reply, waggling dirty blond eyebrows at her as he pours himself another cup.

“y’know you want some.”
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
“or you could just, like, not put sugar in it,” he teases in reply, waggling dirty blond eyebrows at her as he pours himself another cup.

“y’know you want some.”
gatareigns.bsky.social
yes, one. i gotta watch my sugar intake.

* ( she snorts, rolling her eyes playfully. )
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
only one? lightweight.

( he teases, of course. he’s got a pot going, if she wants some. )
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
only one? lightweight.

( he teases, of course. he’s got a pot going, if she wants some. )
gatareigns.bsky.social
she needs a entire coffee pot to survive today.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
that’s so real.

relatable.
gatareigns.bsky.social
‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍soft stretch. she definitely overslept.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
— it.

“sure, i’ll take whatever help i can get. it’s titanium and carbon fibre, but the foot looks like a human foot. pretty sure i was wearing nikes when i took it off, though,” finn explains, still leant against the wall, head lifting to look at her better.

“so it’s probably got on a shoe.”
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
an interesting choice, not meeting eyes. makes her seem suspicious, certainly shifty, but finn doesn’t press it.

curiouser still is the lack of names. an interesting preoccupation, but to each their own. he’s familiar with the practice of distancing oneself, and no names is a good way to do —
universejumping.bsky.social
Her eyes flash with something akin to panic. She didn't meet his eyes; as a matter of fact, she *never* seemed to make eye contact. Not even accidentally.

"Oh! I, um..." Did she explain herself? Say she couldn't use names? Or just hope it didn't come up again? "Uh. I can help you look if you want?"
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
‘sir’? last time he was called ‘sir’ was by some bright-eyed private on their first day — and it was a mistake, too. he was a sergeant, not a commissioned officer.

“looking for my leg,” the former marine responds, a tad sheepishly.

“and my name’s finn. you don’t need to call me sir.”
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
‘sir’? last time he was called ‘sir’ was by some bright-eyed private on their first day — and it was a mistake, too. he was a sergeant, not a commissioned officer.

“looking for my leg,” the former marine responds, a tad sheepishly.

“and my name’s finn. you don’t need to call me sir.”
universejumping.bsky.social
Watching him curiously. Head tilted.

"Need help, sir?"
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
currently hopping around on one leg, sort of leaning against the wall.

looking for something.
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
currently hopping around on one leg, sort of leaning against the wall.

looking for something.
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gallantloyalty.bsky.social


* 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 / 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥.

( like ) this tweet for a dm
about becoming mains or
plotting a connection with
finn. slightly selective.

mutuals only.

gallantloyalty.bsky.social
— the evacuation of kabul in 2021. this was also the operation during which he was severely injured ( operation allies refuge ).
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
𝐢𝐯. finn was adept at the job, however, even after realising perhaps not every aspect of it was quite what he signed up for.

he made sergeant in just under four years, and frequently outperformed his peers. he was ultimately deployed to afghanistan twice, and assisted with —
gallantloyalty.bsky.social
— military man, which somewhat influenced his decision.

he also wanted to get away from his parents after high school, as they were, in some ways, suffocating.